Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

The host continued to announce loudly:

"Afterwards, the contestants will take turns going up on stage and unleashing their strongest martial arts move in front of the 'energy testing device'!"

"The values ​​displayed on the testing device will represent the instantaneous burst power of this martial art!"

"Finally, our five judges will give a comprehensive score based on multiple dimensions, including the contestant's understanding of martial arts techniques, energy control, and the execution of their moves!"

The player with the highest score will be the ultimate champion of this competition!

The rules of this competition were largely proposed by Jiang Mengyun.

First, Jiang Mengyun knew that Yang Xian was only at the second level of cultivation. If the contestants were not allowed to suppress their own cultivation levels, Yang Xian would suffer a great loss.

But she didn't want her husband to suffer a loss.

Secondly, Jiang Yu told Jiang Mengyun that Yang Xian's ice-type martial arts were extremely powerful and of a high grade, and most importantly, his proficiency was very high.

Therefore, Jiang Mengyun designed the "Energy Tester" level.

Finally, Jiang Mengyun's personal participation in the scoring ensures that nothing goes wrong!

"Next, please welcome contestant number one—Zhao Qian—to the stage for his demonstration!"

As the host's voice faded, a lean and fit young man walked onto the platform.

Generally speaking, the first player to go on stage doesn't usually get a high score.

The judges need a benchmark to establish their scoring standards, so they tend to be relatively conservative at the beginning.

Yang Xian glanced down at the number plate in his hand.

— No. 13.

A number that's neither good nor bad.

Ultimately, it depends on your own performance.

"Raging Sun Fist!"

"drink!"

Zhao Qian stood in front of the energy testing device, his true energy surging around him.

He suddenly threw a punch, the force of which carried a scorching wave of air.

"boom!"

The fist slammed solidly into the black sensor screen of the testing device.

The numbers on the screen jumped wildly for a moment, then finally froze.

——92 points!

"Whoosh—"

A gasp, neither loud nor soft, rose from the audience.

Wow! The first one to score 92 points? That's incredible!

[Just for your information, this energy testing device is pretty good; an average first-realm martial artist might only score 60 points with a full-force attack. Those who made it into the top sixteen are definitely not pushovers!]

This is a true clash of geniuses!

【…】

The live stream chat was filled with comments, and the atmosphere gradually became more and more lively.

On the judges' panel, the four experts at the fifth realm began to reveal their scores.

The highest score was 94, and the lowest score was 91.

All four judges scored above 90 points, and their evaluations were quite fair.

Finally, it was Jiang Mengyun's turn.

She leaned back gracefully in her chair, gently picked up the scoring device with her delicate hand, and tapped it a few times with her slender index finger.

On the big screen, a bright red number popped up.

——87!

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

The live stream chat exploded immediately.

[What's going on? All the other judges gave her scores above 90, why did Miss Jiang only give her 87?]

[The guy in front of me clearly hasn't seen much of the world. Who is Miss Jiang? She's the pride of the Jiang family in the South China Sea. She's seen more top-tier martial arts techniques than we've eaten rice. Isn't it normal for her to have high standards?]

[Exactly! In Miss Jiang's eyes, this punch was probably just like children playing house!]

That makes sense. The vision and perspective of such a powerful figure are indeed beyond the comprehension of us mere mortals.

The host announced loudly: "Contestant number one, Zhao Qian, has a final average score of 91.3!"

Upon hearing the score, Zhao Qian on the stage turned pale, clearly dissatisfied with the result.

……

Next, the contestants took turns going on stage.

The martial arts techniques they used were diverse and varied.

The scores on the energy testing device generally fluctuated around 93 points.

The scores from the four judges also tended to be stable, but no matter how the previous contestants performed, Jiang Mengyun's score never exceeded 90 points.

This led everyone to a consensus—Miss Jiang's discerning eye was renowned.

Soon, it was contestant number twelf's turn.

"Next, please welcome contestant number twelve—Sun Zheng—to the stage for his demonstration!"

He was an elderly man with gray hair but an unusually robust build.

Under everyone's gaze, the old man walked to the testing device.

Unlike the previous competitors, he didn't gather his strength; he simply raised his right hand in an unremarkable manner.

The palm had an eerie dark green color, as if it were soaked in a deadly poison.

"laugh--"

He gently patted the testing device with his palm.

Unlike the others, it didn't make a loud noise; there was only a slight corrosive sound.

Wisps of green smoke rose from his palm, and the screen of the testing device began to flicker violently.

Finally, an astonishing number was displayed on the screen.

——97 points!

The entire room fell silent!

Everyone gasped in shock.

On the judges' panel, apart from Jiang Mengyun, the eyes of the other four judges lit up instantly.

"Generally speaking, the power of poison techniques lies in their 'poison' nature, emphasizing erosion and penetration, rather than strong instantaneous explosive force."

"That's right. When poisoned by this technique, you won't even notice it at first. But as the poison spreads through your body, eroding your meridians and internal organs, you will die silently."

"This contestant, Sun Zheng, was able to unleash such terrifying explosive power using poison techniques, demonstrating that his understanding of poison techniques has reached a 'pinnacle' level!"

"I speculate that the poison technique he cultivates is at least at the mid-level of the Earth rank!"

The four judges were generous with their praise, each giving their own score.

A series of high scores brought the atmosphere at the scene to its peak.

All eyes were focused on Jiang Mengyun.

Faced with such a stunning palm strike, surely the discerning Miss Jiang would give it a high score?

However, Jiang Mengyun merely frowned slightly, showing a hint of disgust towards the green poisonous gas.

"Poisonous techniques?"

"It's not presentable!"

Ultimately, she gave a score—

—90 points.

Considering the potential impact, Jiang Mengyun didn't dare to lower the score too much.

[90 points? Even a 97-point palm strike only gets you 90 points from Miss Jiang?]

[The person upstairs can calm down. This is already the highest score Ms. Jiang has given since the start of the competition! It shows that she still recognizes the old gentleman's ability.]

【What do you know! The Jiang family cultivates the most powerful and yang-based thunder magic, domineering and fierce, which is most effective against these yin and evil things.】

Miss Jiang has always looked down on these unorthodox and heretical practices; giving her a score of 90 is already a huge favor!

The host excitedly announced, "Contestant number twelve, Sun Zheng, has an average score of 95 points! He's currently in first place!"

Upon hearing the score, Sun Zheng nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave the stage.

He walked past the players' bench and stopped right next to Yang Xian.

"Kid, you're right behind me in line. You're really unlucky."

Sun Zheng felt a pang of sorrow for Yang Xian.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand.

The judges have just given a high score, so the next contestant will naturally face even greater pressure.

There is no harm without comparison.

It's like you've just enjoyed a delicious meal and are feeling great, and then a regular meal comes out at that moment. You'll just think it tastes awful.

Conversely, the reason why Sun Zheng was able to get a high score is the same.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xian simply smiled and said, "No need for you to worry, senior."

Just then, the host's voice rang out again throughout the venue.

"Next up! Please welcome contestant number thirteen—"

"Yang Xi'an makes her appearance!"